Invincible in the world, starting with the ghost curse

"Although I really want to have a king's battle with you, my Master will be in great danger if I do so. So, Saber, let's just watch from here."

The King of Conquerors put his arm around Waver who was standing beside him.

A sword shadow broke through the air from a distance. Kamiya Qingyi clapped his hands and clamped them together to catch the flying sword-shaped treasure. The surging force did not allow him to move a single step, but the ground beneath his feet cracked layer by layer.

“It’s not great, but it works.”

Dozens of treasures broke through the air again, shaking the air. Kamiya Seiichi slashed and stabbed with the long sword in his hand. The flash of the knife was followed by a huge clanging sound of metal collision. The treasures that were knocked away flew to the other side and smashed into big holes.

With simple and unpretentious skills, he advanced leisurely, getting closer and closer to the golden position.

Every bit of force is just right, and every millimeter of the sword's length is used to the extreme. It is exquisite yet powerful, domineering yet soft. Yin and Yang complement each other, and the sword's power is endless. Wherever the long sword goes, nothing can't be cut. The sword reaches when the thought arises, and arrives when the thought moves.

Inherent Skills - Sword Saint (EX): All beings in the three realms, trillions of lives, from ancient times to the present, from heaven to earth, the unrivaled Grandmaster of the Sword!

"Is this... what Sword Saint means?"

Saber clenched the invisible sword in her hand, and even Emiya Kiritsugu, who knew nothing about swordsmanship, had a trace of cold sweat on his forehead.

This was clearly the pinnacle of skill among all the Heroic Spirits in this Holy Grail War, and a natural enemy of Saber's kind! Tsugumi Yoshiichi's smile widened beside him.

"That idiot!"

Jiguo Yansheng's face was serious. Kamiya Seiichi's swordsmanship was beyond his comprehension. But he knew that once Kamiya Seiichi got close to Gilgamesh, he would be dead! No matter what trump card he had, it was useless because Kamiya Seiichi would not give him the opportunity to use it.

As the saying goes, within a short distance, everyone is your enemy!

Considering Kamiya Seiichi's strength, this close distance is not just a little bit!

Drawing out a pitch-black long sword, Jiguo Yansheng's figure flashed, and a violent aura directly rushed into the battlefield, instantly attracting everyone's attention. The purple-robed swordsman was tall and mighty, with golden pupils shining. He stomped his feet on the ground, and the broken floor was lifted up layer by layer, and he was about to rush towards Kamiya Qingyi.

If we don't save him, he'll die! If we lose a Heroic Spirit, although our stability will be stronger, our chances of winning will decrease, and the possibility of defeating Yunyi will be even lower!

But a red figure had stood in front of him without him noticing, and his pupils shrank. Emiya Kiritsugu looked at Tsugikoku Yoriichi, who had disappeared beside him, and sighed inwardly.

You swordsmen are free!

"Yuichi..."

"Long time no see, brother."

Clang! The two long swords collided with each other in an instant. Jiguo Yansheng was actually stunned for a moment because he actually blocked it. No matter what, he should have been killed instantly.

No! Servants are not the main body, the upper limit is locked, the gap is not as big as between the main body. As long as you try your best, maybe...

can win!

A battle between brothers is about to begin!

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Last month, I didn’t have enough words to get full attendance. I had calculated it well, but now I’m really going to have to eat dirt ()

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For Tsugakugo Iwakatsu, if he could defeat Tsugakugo Yoriichi directly, there would be no need to compete through the Holy Grail! Dots of moonlight flowed through the pitch-black long sword, and a transparent world instantly covered the entire field.

Ji Guoyansheng's long sword's attack speed became faster and faster, and the inky sword light covered an area of ​​more than ten meters around the two of them. It looked quite weird to outsiders. Ji Guoyuan held the sword in one hand and kept blocking the fierce attacks.

"Breathing of the Moon, Second Form—Zhuhua Nongyue!"